Radagast & Miruna
Radagast Radagast
Miruna Miruna
Miruna Miruna
Hey, I've been trying to map the hush that falls over the forest when the stars blink awake, does your wood feel the same breath of silence, or does it whisper its own secrets?
Radagast Radagast
Ah, the hush is a soft blanket the roots feel, the leaves rustle in quiet, and the woods whisper its own secrets in the cool night air, while a squirrel nearby chuckles about the stars’ twinkle.
Miruna Miruna
So the squirrel’s laugh is the only thing that breaks the spell, a little note in the quiet that keeps the woods from turning into a lullaby of nothing.
Radagast Radagast
Yes, that little chuckle from the squirrel is the wood’s way of reminding us that even in silence, there’s always a playful note, a tiny spark that keeps the forest from falling into a perfect, still lullaby.